I tap my foot impatiently inside the elevator sighing at the sight of the chaos established inside the apartment, they say that there is something bad inside every man as a result of the first sin, some are able to hide others if they let themselves be corrupted. Right now, all I can see is the broken man beneath the demon facade, every piece of broken glass across the room in contrast to the broken soul of my older brother, my shield. I entered the apartment calmly, ignoring the fear rising up my spine with the look of recognition from Giuseppe walking towards the one who needs me, who needs something to regain consciousness. When I pronounce his name I see the flame igniting the understanding passing through his eyes and deep down the pain corroding every feature of the man. In so many years, I've always watched each of the three assemble the perfect characters, fulfilling their obligations with honor, serving the organization even if it meant putting their own lives on the line. Th

GiacomoHer hands touched mine, forcing me to open my eyes to her afflicted ones with the blood staining her delicate fingers, the conflicting feelings that I never knew how to deal with coming to the surface and being calmed only by her. The only one capable of having everything and taking everything for herself, from the despair of my corrupted soul to the pieces of my heart that beat wildly wanting to be chosen by her, because the mere thought of having to kill her shatters the last human part in my body. back of my mind leaving only the animal loose outside the cage. Some of us do have an illusion to live in and mine broke into millions, fragmented in the chaos it caused.- Giacomo. - The lips trembled with the clipped voice. "Don't let me make the mistake of choosing them again." I shuddered.- The only one capable of making that choice is you. - It was a blow without even intending it, the strong words coming out of his backward steps.I noticed every trace of you looking for th

GiacomoI take a deep breath, detached from the perfect illusions I created to resist amidst the pain, her perfume is the only thing that compensates for all the dangers, and unlike the man who called himself my father, I want to build something with Giulia. Turning my illusions into a reality parallel to the animal that inhabits this blood-hungry body, I face the white ceiling again, the latest events will have a direct impact on all of us. Starting with my sister's fury, given the rapid change, should I wait until after the wedding to put an end to those two and what did I do?Burning down the huge mansion kidnapping Giulia and their dirty secret, the dead men in the middle of the grounds creating the scene of an attack, the dead soldiers in the mall drawing attention to the other side of town to delay the brothers' return home and onwards. toast Antonella being kidnapped to infuriate the consigliere.I picked a fucking fight with the organization with no one to blame amidst Enrico'

Fifteen days after the kidnapping…..Giulia CostelloThe strong hand holds the left wrist without hesitating forcing my steps down the corridor, I went down the right hand to the belly wanting to protect the little being from all the hatred and pain caused by my choices.I breathed a little relieved as I passed through the library door losing hope at the same moment I met his dark eyes shot with fury the click of the door lock made all my hair stand on end.I wanted to say something, anything, but being prevented by the lump in my throat, realized that I was never wrong to choose my brothers.In front of the slow steps, I took a step backward, falling on my ass to the ground, letting out a murmur of pain, ignored by the father of my son. When I was close enough I lowered my head waiting.I looked up to meet his hard at the same time wounded as if he was disappointed, I turned a little more and realized that he had pushed aside the big armchair revealing a small wooden door with a lock

Giacomo CostelloI sat in the wooden chair admiring the depraved body so destroyed the blood running from the cut ears bathe, pieces of skin rotting the muscles exposed to the dirt of the place.- I don't know what to do. - My sister breaks the silence. - Having the pleasure of torturing you more or having the pleasure of knowing that Giovanni will do that job.A wide smile spreads across her pale face.- He would never kill me.- After receiving our video fucking like two animals in heat? - I speak slowly, loving the fear showing through. - He advanced my marriage.- Brother, I prefer to have this pleasure, remember that Vikings episode?I open a smile at the decision, getting up from the chair in slow steps, I admire the piece of furniture without doors displaying a complete arsenal for torture, I choose a scalpel with a 5 mm blade. I go back in front of him, straining against the marked muscles causing sharp screams, I take two steps back watching her steps positioning herself from